My car and my stupidity are on my mind. I am in the habit of leaving my front door unlocked, safe neighbourhood syndrome maybe. So today a new delivery driver called, I was upstairs and he opened the door and left a parcel in the porch, I came straight down and as I walked through the house I could see him sitting in his van eyeing my car and the house up closely for quite a while. I picked up my parcel and locked my door, still he sat and watched. My keys are kept not far from the door in a dish, keys to the house and car, convenient for any would be burglar or car thief. My door will be locked from now on and the keys have been relocated.
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Formerly known as Daisy Chain
I am half agony, half hope, Jane Austen
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